Music Passports

Music is a great way to experience time travel. There is a Kenny Chesney song in fact, that sums it up pretty well.

I am listening to Edwin McCain's Honor Among Theives album this morning at work. "Solitude" came on (I know it is only track 2) and that is what inspired this post, and most likely a series of posts.

1995 - Summer leading up to and Fall of 8th Grade - Sneed Middle School

At that point in my life a girl named Kathryn Moody was my best friend. We met in 7th grade and quickly became inseperable. Her older brother was Matt was 2 years older than us. One of his friends was Josh Hamrick - just one year older than us - and to a 13 year old girl, the most spectacular hunk ever. Matt Caulder - 3 years older than us - was the ticket to ride, and the 5 of us did alot together over those few months. I was even luck enough to "go out" with Josh over that time. (Where we went? Only the park really.)

Edwin's first single - "Solitude" was not yet on the air waves, but Matt C. had the CD. I remember blasting that song and singing along as we rode around the greater Florence area. (I say greater because we would often joy ride through the countryside over in Darlington.)

This song takes me back to when the air was thick with humidity, mosquitos, and teen "love." So, thank you Kathryn, Matt, Matt, and Josh - while not in obvious ways I know you have helped shaped the person that I am today. And thank you to Edwin McCain for offering up a song that has perserved a time in my life that was simpler and innocent.

"Solitude"

Tim he was a good friend
Yeah was a brother of mine
We were imaginary comic book super heroes
Kids wasting time
We were prisoners of our youth
We were growing up strong
'Til the day he was taken away
For something he did wrong

Tim came 'round just the other day
And boy he had some stories to tell
His mama kept him locked up in a rehab
Although the doctors said he was well
He said yeah I been through the anger
And the hatred towards my mom
And I put all that behind me
Just tell me what was it like to go to your prom

He said thank you mom for fixing
My clouded broken mind
But excuse me if I seem a little rude
While I was missing my childhood, my brother and my prime
You enjoyed the convenience of my solitude

Well growing up these days just ain't easy
And the kids they're doing the best that they can
So mama you better think twice
Before you lock your kid up and throw away the key
'Cause soon your little boy is gonna be a man

He said thank you mom for fixing
My clouded broken mind
But excuse me if I seem a little rude
While I was missing my childhood, my brother and my prime
You enjoyed the convenience of my solitude

Tim left town yesterday
He left me with these words
He said yeah I know this life's got a lot to give
But my childhood is gone
And I'm not afraid of dying
I'm gonna grab the world by the horns and learn how to live

He said thank you mom for fixing
My clouded broken mind
But excuse me if I seem a little rude
While I was missing my childhood, my brother and my prime
You enjoyed the convenience of my solitude